Page 93 of The Deals We Make
I smirk as I go back to town on her. Lapping, licking, sucking, and biting until she’s squirming against me. She tugs on my hair and rides my face, and I’m here for every insatiable minute of it.
I slide a finger into her, then another, and a third. I must be stretching her wide, but she doesn’t complain.
In fact, the opposite happens.
She cries out as she comes around me. Every part of her tenses to my touch as she rides out the high she’s experiencing.
I wipe my face on her thigh, feeling her shake beneath my touch as she gasps for breath. It takes me ten seconds to free my cock and put a condom on before cupping beneath her ass and sliding inside her. I need to bend my knees a little to make the angle work as she welcomes me home.
She’s so wet and warm that my control is immediately tested.
I grab her around the waist and lift her into my arms. Her legs immediately wrap around my waist as I slam her back to the wall. “Wanted you like this that day in your mom’s living room,” I say.
Calista cups my cheeks and kisses me tenderly. “Then, I suggest less talking, more fucking,” she says.
I deliberately pause to prove she isn’t in control of the situation, then chuckle as she tries to grind against me. I grip her hips, hard, and use my body weight to hold her pinned against the wall. Two of my photographs are displaced, but right now, I couldn’t care less.
“I know you’re the boss woman outside these doors, but in here, I call the shots, sweetheart.”
She chuckles at that. “Only because I let you.”
“Yeah?” I say, withdrawing an inch before shunting back home.
Her head falls back against the wall. “Vex.”
My road name falling from her lips hits different. I repeat the action, pulling out a little farther this time. “You want something?”
She opens her eyes and then quickly narrows them at me. “You know what I want.”
I nod. “I do.” I slide out of her until we’re nearly disconnected, but don’t thrust back in.
“Then do it.” The exasperation in her voice makes me smile.
“Ask me nicely, babe.”
I could swear Calista growls, but then she grins. “I hate you.”
I kiss the corner of her lips. “You could never hate me, Cal. Even when you thought you did.”
“You ruin this dress, I might.”
“I’ll buy you a new one.” My cock aches as I slide back inside her.
“I can buy my own.”
I raise an eyebrow. “I buy it, I can rip you out of it.”
Calista sighs. “Please, Vex. Fuck me like you own me.”
The words thrash around in the shell of my chest. “My pleasure, sweetheart.”
And I do.
It’s more than a fuck up against a wall. It’s more than making love.
It’s cosmic.
Magic.
